Lying in a sleeping bag,
above some sticky grass,
you count the shinning stars
as endless minutes pass.
They form alot of pictures,
a boat,a horse, some fish,
waiting for a star to fall
wondering what you'll wish.
Would you wish for something
nice like love or even more?
Or would you wish for something
mean like Death or hate or war?
Think hard before you make a wish
and its consequences too. You
never know till its to late
your wish just may come true.
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